Shame (on me?)

Tell me I am ok. Tell me I fit. Tell me I am good. Convince me I am good enough.

Still, I feel ashamed...

We often confuse shame with a sense of anxiety, a pinch of sadness, of not feeling grounded, not being ourselves. We have been conditioned since we were very young, when we were craving for love and affection, at a time when we could not discuss nor understand boundaries. But what we feel, instead, is shame. And as Brené Brown says, shame is never helpful.

And still, we are walking around with two invisible advertising boards that silently shout what we think of ourselves.

Constantly.

Look at me: I am a good girl, such a good good girl, I would do anything to please others, while selling my dreams very short. I am a good boy, a good husband, as one should be, a very good father, and it is not important that I feel miserable every night I walk back home from work. And look at me, instead, I don't work and I never went to school because I have always been told that I am stupid, that I amount to nothing, that I am a failure, that I am a waste of space, that I am a mistake...

Instead, we laugh and giggle, and if we stumble or spill milk, or break a cup we tell ourselves off: oh, what an idiot! Shame, shame on me...

We will explore shame from the philosophical, spiritual and psycho-therapeutic perspectives; we will talk and share, meet and experience, confide and maybe dream, and turn our story around.

For any detailed information, regarding fees, offers, terms & conditions, location and directions please contact me at The Resting Tree at info@therestingtreelancs.com

Early bird extended to Friday 16 March 2018.

The workshop can count towards you CPD and a certificate will be given at the end of the day. Still, you do NOT need to be a therapist to participate.